Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Patrick agreed.

But deep down in his heart, he was thinking if the bearded man dared to show his wife's photo in public. If the bearded man does so, he would definitely come for

him!

Before the sun set, Amelia seized the opportunity to ask Patrick, "Look at the Square over there. Isn't it bustling? Shall we go over and have a look?"

"Okay." Patrick agreed.

The Square was crowded so Patrick had been holding Amelia's hand tightly, as afraid that she would slip away if he had not been attentive.

"Patrick, you are being too nervous." Amelia had said it to him more than once. "I can't risk losing you again." Patrick had emphasized it more than once as well. "Even when I was being kidnapped to such a far place, you managed to find me. Now that you could see the square wholly at a glance, even if I ran away, you would definitely still be able to find me!" Amelia's tone was full of trust for him.

"I see that you just want to torture me!" Patrick laughed and then said seriously, "No matter what you say, I won't let you get out of my sight. So, you'd better give up on the thought of leaving me to wander around!"

When she heard his words, Amelia felt sweet and funny and said, "I really didn't expect President Hopper to be such a clingy guy."

"That's right, but I only cling onto you!" Patrick did not feel embarrassed at all while he could still tease her. Amelia immediately blushed and could not say a word.

When they passed by a stall, a vendor stared at them and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, the Italian commemorative coins that are

limited worldwide are on sale. Hurry up and get yours before they're sold out!"

As soon as Amelia's eyes fall on the so-called commemorative coins, Patrick was worried that she might be deceived, so he reminded her immediately, "Leave him alone. Such vendors are specially here to bamboozle the foreign travelers' money."

While Patrick was talking, Amelia had already bent down and picked up two commemorative coins. She put them in her palm and played with them. "But, these commemorative coins look like real gold. Don't you think they are crafted exquisitely? I can even feel them being cool in my palm..."

"No matter how exquisite it is, it's still fake."

While Patrick said sharply, Amelia had already talked to the vendor, "How much is this?"

he interrupted the vendor's answer without grace. "Mrs. Hopper, if you want

I don't want it." Amelia just wanted to buy it as a souvenir, not caring whether it was

Why was his beloved young lady so difficult to

the end, Amelia spent some real money

vendor deliberately used an ancient money bag to pack

Amelia suddenly adored them even more which her attention in talking to Patrick had

the fake coins were more important than

only stare at whoever was looking at

had lost several rivals in love under the 'help' of Patrick. On the way, she walked around with a smile and chatted with Patrick

to dodge and was hit by him on the shoulder

you okay?" Patrick nervously held her, being afraid that she would have any

relaxed tone, "I'm fine... It's just that

she was

was

not bend down

already bent down and picked up her things

to her in a muffled tone,

on the bag and was about to ask Patrick to continue strolling but saw his dark

could not help but raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes. She asked curiously,

wearing a hood,"

of something and her face turned pale while her voice became lower, "Did

too far. But to be safe, let's go back to the club for

Amelia nodded continuously. Anything that seemed impossible would possibly come true

himself in

Patrick to leave the bustling Square. They stopped a taxi nearby

One' who followed them with an average distance that day immediately reported it

hearty dinner,

the room and

all the things